Chapter 638: The Strong
However, Zeng Xiaoyu shook his head and said, "It's too late, let's rush over!"
Anyway, if you want to die, this beast under you will die first!
What's more, we have a large group of helpers behind us!"
Zeng Xiaoyu said, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.
When Feng Luoyan heard this, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Yes, why didn't I think of it?"
At this moment, they were riding the mounts of the head of the Xuanqing Sect, which was very obvious to the people of the Barbarian Tribe, we were the people of the Xuanqing Sect.
If these barbarians didn't recognize this mount, wouldn't there be a large group of masters of the Xuanqing Sect behind them to prove it?
If this happened in normal times, I am afraid that both sides should be a little jealous and stop to explain the misunderstanding clearly.
But now, the barbarian tribe has just lost the Shadowless Gu, and they hate Zeng Xiaoyu and the two of them for stealing the Shadowless Gu.
Now I see them coming openly with the people of the Xuanqing faction.
It's hard to explain this matter clearly, and it's also difficult not to make a big deal out of it!
The thought of waiting for the wonderful picture that was about to happen made Feng Luoyan's eyes brighter.
"Peck them for me!"
Zeng Xiaoyu was even more afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and ordered the Black Eagle Demon very arrogantly.
The appearance of no one in his eyes made the people of the barbarian tribe angry.
And when Zeng Xiaoyu's words just fell, the faces of the Xuanqing faction behind him also changed greatly.
Patronizing and chasing, I forgot about this stubble.
But by this time, it was too late to turn around and retreat.
The Black Eagle Demon took Zeng Xiaoyu and the two of them to rush into the crowd of the barbarian tribe, and there was a fierce peck.
The arrogant and domineering appearance made the people of the barbarian tribe angry and screamed.
Just when these barbarian tribesmen wanted to kill the Black Eagle Demon, Zeng Xiaoyu suddenly ordered the Black Eagle Demon to turn around and ran towards the people of the Xuanqing faction.
"You bastards, why haven't you been there, the barbarians have been killed, what are you still standing there for?"
Zeng Xiaoyu came back from a circle on the side of the barbarian tribe, and immediately scolded the people of the Xuanqing faction.
"I'll go! This kid is very insidious! This is obviously trying to lead the trouble! Elder Dong, what should we do?"
The people of the Xuanqing faction have obviously seen through Zeng Xiaoyu's conspiracy, but it is one thing to see through it, and it is another thing to crack it.
At this moment, those barbarians were teased by Zeng Xiaoyu, and their anger had already exploded in their hearts.
Want to reconcile?
Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan rode the Black Eagle Demon, and behind them were a group of barbarians who had almost fallen into madness.
In front of them was a group of people from the Xuanqing faction who were stunned and kept scolding their mothers in their hearts.
At this moment, they are not advancing, retreating, and they can't fight.
That's the mount of the master, who dares to fight?
In this way, a group of people from the Xuanqing faction watched Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan fly over their heads on the Black Eagle Demon, and saluted the Black Eagle Demon.
"Wow!@#¥&*!"
When the high priest of the barbarian tribe saw the people of the Xuanqing faction, it was like seeing the enemy who killed his father.
With a shout, he led his clan and took the lead in slaughtering Elder Dong and the others.
"High Priest, this is all a misunderstanding, will you listen to our explanation?"
Elder Dong and the others hurriedly explained.
"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, fart! Death to the old man!"
The high priest scolded Elder Dong loudly in very fluent Chinese.
Then, without saying a word, he immediately smashed a staff at Elder Dong, and as soon as he came, he hit him deadly.
"It's true, my Xuanqing faction is afraid of you?"
Seeing that the people of the barbarian tribe were indiscriminate, Elder Dong began to kill them, and his face showed great anger.
With a cold snort, he also began to use his powerful means to fight back.
The big war is on the verge of breaking out!
And Zeng Xiaoyu and the two had already ridden the Black Eagle Demon and gradually walked away, leaving only the laughter of Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan in the distance.
"Humph!"
At this moment, a cold snort like thunder suddenly sounded over the heads of Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan.
Immediately afterward, a huge palm formed by mana suddenly appeared in mid-air, quickly grabbing and falling towards Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan on the back of the Black Eagle Demon.
Before the palm of his hand arrived, the astonishing coercion emanating from it had already made Zeng Xiaoyu feel breathless.
"The strong man of the Tribulation Period!"
Zeng Xiaoyu's heart was shocked.
Only the old monster in the tribulation period can give him this god-like feeling.
"Little fish, run, they're going to kill me!"
Feng Luoyan's face also changed greatly, and he hurriedly pushed Zeng Xiaoyu off the eagle's back.
And Feng Luoyan himself was facing the palm that was killed, and flew into the air.
As he flew up, he even summoned his spirit treasure-level flying sword and slashed down at that black palm.
The second hurricane of the Wind Sword Technique was sent out, turning into a storm and rushing towards the black palm.
When the two collided, they made a strong rumbling sound in mid-air, and then they disappeared from each other, like clouds and fog dissipating.
"Humph!"
But at this moment, as another cold snort fell, another huge palm formed by mana pounced on Fengluoyan again.
Feng Luoyan's complexion changed again, and he hurriedly made a move, and once again issued a move away from the wind sword technique, trying to block the opponent's mana palm.
However, due to the hasty attack, this time Feng Luoyan's sword technique only blocked part of the power of the opponent's palm.
The remaining part of the power turned into a smaller palm, and pounced on the wind and smoke at an extremely fast speed.
In one fell swoop, it hit Feng Luoyan's chest, spurting blood from her mouth and flying backwards.
"Granny Wind!"
At this time, Zeng Xiaoyu stabilized his body from mid-air.
As soon as the wind attribute mana under his feet moved, he immediately flew over, trying to catch the wind falling smoke from mid-air.
And at this moment, a middle-aged man with extraordinary instruments and another gray-clothed old man with a vague breath appeared in mid-air.
The middle-aged man looks like a talent, plump and handsome, with a long beard and a fluttering beard, and he looks dignified.
As for the gray-clothed old man beside him, he was a little unattractive, his cloudy eyes, coupled with the wrinkles on his face and the looming aura, made people feel that this person looked like a mortal.
However, only Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan know that this old man is a big master.
Although the middle-aged man next to him has an extraordinary bearing, he is only in the late stage of the combination, but this old man is an old monster in the tribulation period!
"Elder Taishang, these two people can't stay, kill them!"
The middle-aged man looked at the black eagle demon floating in the air with a stunned face, Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan, who were flying down, and said lightly.
The old man nodded, and he was about to press it with one palm again, resulting in the lives of Zeng Xiaoyu and Feng Luoyan.
However, just as this person's mana palm was formed, a finger suddenly flicked against the mana palm in mid-air.
The originally powerful palm seemed to be gently brushed by a soft wicker, and then it magically dissipated.
This scene made the wrinkled old man and the middle-aged man shrink their eyes, knowing that they had encountered a powerful opponent.
And at this moment, a middle-aged man with a flowing expression appeared in the air out of nowhere, standing opposite the old man and the middle-aged man.